Sharon Bowman
Sharon Bowman
Lately, two very different white wines from the Burgundy region of France have retained my attention for a "burnt" note on the palate.
In truth, I do not know to what to attribute this taste, which is of, well, burnt stuff. Not the smoky taste I got in a Littorai ros that had been caught in the midst of a forest fire and vinified not-red so as to save what could be saved (i.e. eliminating the skins, finally). No; a roasted, burnt taste.
2005 Valette Pouilly-Fuiss "Les Chevrires" - normally, this is a domain I adore. Recent letdowns with a flawed Vir-Cless notwithstanding, I have continued admirative. (A very recent 2005 Mcon-Villages VV was astounding; gorgeous, long and pure, mm.) But this, tasted at Lavinia last week, was, well, burnt. Chardonnay nose, with burnt. Palate with burnt, chardonnay behind. What gives?
2005 De Villaine Bouzeron - ooh, burnt 2005s. Ooh, burnt aligot. Actually, this wine was completely, confoundingly Burgundian (cf. recent comments by Eric Asimov on De Moor St. Bris being more Burgundian than varietal sauvignon blanc) but behind the attack of leesy white Burgundy (and, peeps, this is aligot! With a bit of age, granted), a burnt note. Toasted and burnt stuff.
Any enlightenment or just simple banter is, of course, welcome.
In truth, I do not know to what to attribute this taste, which is of, well, burnt stuff. Not the smoky taste I got in a Littorai ros that had been caught in the midst of a forest fire and vinified not-red so as to save what could be saved (i.e. eliminating the skins, finally). No; a roasted, burnt taste.
2005 Valette Pouilly-Fuiss "Les Chevrires" - normally, this is a domain I adore. Recent letdowns with a flawed Vir-Cless notwithstanding, I have continued admirative. (A very recent 2005 Mcon-Villages VV was astounding; gorgeous, long and pure, mm.) But this, tasted at Lavinia last week, was, well, burnt. Chardonnay nose, with burnt. Palate with burnt, chardonnay behind. What gives?
2005 De Villaine Bouzeron - ooh, burnt 2005s. Ooh, burnt aligot. Actually, this wine was completely, confoundingly Burgundian (cf. recent comments by Eric Asimov on De Moor St. Bris being more Burgundian than varietal sauvignon blanc) but behind the attack of leesy white Burgundy (and, peeps, this is aligot! With a bit of age, granted), a burnt note. Toasted and burnt stuff.
Any enlightenment or just simple banter is, of course, welcome.